Wu Chen acquiesced that he was ready, Lan Zi shook his head, and slowly reminded him: "Elder Wu Chen, I have not mastered soul dementorship, for safety, when I am soul dementoring, you must not resist thinking, do not secretly exercise, and do not use evil thoughts......

"So many rules? Wu Chen took the opportunity to interrupt Lan Zi's words.

Everyone was stunned, and Han Qing was about to get up and refused, but Lan Ziwaner smiled and said indifferently: "I didn't expect that Elder Wu Chen is not only extraordinary, but also a humorous person. ”

Her sentence was an understatement, but it made Wu Chen unavoidable, and Han Qinggang's angry temper was also saved.

Humor?

I think it's you who are humorous, Wu Chen is not angry in his heart, so he thinks about me, and I don't know what ulterior secrets there are. A Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet where all the elders gathered in the hall was originally lively and lively to toast and greet, but suddenly there was silence as if facing a great enemy, and I was really not afraid to spread it out and make other mansions laugh.

"Elder Wu Chen, get ready, I'm going to start. Lan Zi said, and without waiting for Wu Chen to respond, she closed her eyes.

Lan Zi didn't get up, she only folded her hands in front of her abdomen, and her eyes closed instantly, as if she was in meditation.

Everyone was silent together, and there was instant silence in the ancient hall.

Wu Chen was worried.

Time and space slowed down in this silence.

When his thoughts were chaotic and he was not completely ready, he saw Lan Zi, who was sitting next to Han Qing, suddenly opened his eyes.

Her bright eyes that could speak looked straight at Wu Chen, and at that moment, Wu Chen saw the story contained in her eyes, and that story seemed to be the scene on the island when he was a child......

Lan Zi's hands were raised, and they turned into one.

"Whoosh!"

A golden light flashed, cutting through the clean mid-air in the ancient palace, and crossing the half-moon arc to point directly at Wu Chen's eyebrows.

Everyone saw that when this golden light touched Wu Chen's eyebrows, it suddenly turned into frequent stars, shining high in the sky. The stars flickered and then changed suddenly, and the stars grew larger and hollow in the center and turned into rings.

The rings are scattered, large and small, colliding in all directions in the main hall, some hitting the pillars, some rising to the top of the temple, and some hitting each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

After the rhythm reaches harmony, it suddenly slashes, and the rings are instantly sorted with the fading sounds, arranged in a row from top to bottom, like shallow waves above the field, and like a faint layer in the sky.

In an instant, the golden light ring suddenly accelerated, swishing Wu Chen's whole body. Wu Chen's body was suddenly nested into a silkworm chrysalis shape by the ring of golden light.

At this moment, Wu Chen's eyes were foggy.

He hadn't seen what the people in the hall had seen since the golden light flashed through the center of his eyebrows, he saw a different scene.

Countless flying fires flashed in front of him, mixed with scorching temperature, his hands were hot, and his cheeks were rosy. Then the sky in front of me was full of stars, and the moonlight dissolved.

Silky snowflakes fall from the sky, reflecting a picturesque scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Then the snow turned into petals, and the falling flowers were like rain, as if appealing to heartfelt feelings.

A happy smile appeared at the corner of Wu Chen's mouth, and in front of him was already a lonely fairy mist scene, elegant, soft and distant.

He seemed to smell the aroma of green plum boiled wine and pine needle tea, and experienced the comfort of being difficult to find a soulmate.

In Wu Chen's empty perception, he heard a pleasant and agile voice floating through the sky, and she said, "Okay." "There is no other feeling, Wu Chen only thinks it sounds good, extremely good......

"If I ask him a question, will he answer truthfully?" Han Qing's eyes were a little excited, and he couldn't wait to ask Lan Zi.

Lan Zi nodded quietly in approval.

Han Qing turned his head to look at Wu Chen, who was stunned in the audience, her eyes were sharp, as if she was bending her bow and arrow at a prey.

"Wu Chen, where do you want to go the most?" Han Qing shot the first arrow she had been planning for a long time.

Lan Zi froze for a moment in the wine cup in his hand, and then covered his mouth and took a sip.

Han Qing's question was as clear as an order in Wu Chen's misty world.

"River Pavilion. Wu Chen slowly spit out these words.

All the elders present were shocked, Hetu Pavilion?

Han Qing was even more suspicious in her heart, she had already concluded that Wu Chen was in a hurry to escape from Ying Tianfu, there must be extremely important places to go to, and there were extremely important things to do, so he was not very interested in the rare cultivation opportunity in the Storm Tower.

But what he didn't expect was that he actually wanted to go to Hetu Pavilion? Could Hetu Pavilion be related to his adoptive father's whereabouts?

"What are you going to do in Hetu Pavilion?" Han Qing paused and continued to shoot her sharp second arrow.

The atmosphere eased, and Wu Chen spoke out again: "See Sage Mei." ”

Everyone was shocked again.

Han Qing reacted quickly, and asked without waiting for a breath, "What are you going to see Mei Shengren for?"

The atmosphere was calm and silent again, and everyone waited with bated breath, knowing that the mansion master was telling the truth about this Elder Xiao disciple, and this truth was also very much wanted by others.

Like, gossip is human nature?

Han Qing's hurried voice settled, Lan Zi quietly took another sip of the cup, her eyes slightly closed as if she was enjoying the aroma of wine, the fingers covering her mouth shrank, and she moved slightly in the cuffs, with a calm expression on her face.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a Sanskrit sound piercing the world around Wu Chen's body.

Then there was an uninterrupted sound of the bell, which ethereal, straight into the clouds.

He felt a tingling pain all over his body, and suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, the intensity of the stinging pain caused him to roll back and forth on the ground, and then his fingers kept twitching, and his eyes were hard to open.

"This is ......" everyone didn't expect to wait for this result, what happened to him?

Han Qing's expression was also a little frightened by Wu Chen's reaction, and his hands were tightly clasped on the table.

Lan Zi was the first to react, and had already lifted the hem of her skirt and ran down from a high place.

Wu Chen didn't know the scene in the hall, his closed eyes were a faint morning sky, and there were few stars. As the bell grew stronger, Wu Chen's consciousness was rapidly recovering. He finally stopped rolling and lay straight on the ground, slowly opening his eyes.

In front of her, a beautiful woman came, and the background behind her seemed to be a woman's boudoir.

The flying crystal pearl light seems to be transformed into the wings of the bird, with this fairy-like woman floating in the air and falling into the wind, it is really fragrant and wonderful, lest she be unbearable to the wind and snow in the world.

She came to Wu Chen's side, stretched out her beautiful fingers like white jade to probe closer, and said with a smile: "Are you okay?"

The starry eyes smiled, and Yuehua should be ashamed.

"I'm ......," Wu Chen said.

Looking at the fairy's smart eyes and gentle smile, Wu Chen raised his hand, but instead of answering, he ...... He shook the fairy's hand.

"Huh......" The elders in the hall exclaimed.

Before Wu Chen had time to react completely, he only felt that his arm was heavily removed, and he hit the ground painfully, and an angry voice sounded in his ears: "It must be okay, and I don't forget to be brave!"